Fair To Midland

If you listen close,
Make sure you ignore what they say,
Reaching the floor,
Let's make sure we hit the dirt and it flies,
Give me your eyes,
Focus on what you'll see in my space,
We know who controls,
And "sunshine" is in the forecast today.
Bet your bottom dollar because we don't have that to offer,
It's always been a habit to hold back the now,
Little does he know by insisting he is existing,
As everybody knows kids are for callateral.
And they held my hand so as not to fall,
Directed me, affected my own days,
Until their age got the best of me,
And it's left in standing.
If that spider,
Happens to bite on the thigh,
So let us lead this,
Somewhere where gods empathize,